Monterey High School - El Susurro Yearbook (Monterey, CA)

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El- SUSURR0 Union High School was that it would corrupt the morals of the Pacific Grove School children- Second Reporter: Yes. First Reporter: lt was that way till Hilby got his position here. Then he proved by a mathematical proposition that there were no morals in the Pacific Grove school and consequently the school children could not be corrupted. V That settled the question for good. Second Reporter: Ha! Ha! Ha! tCall. First Repolter answers.i First Reporter: Hello. Yes this is the office of the Monterey Evening Herald. Who is it? Edith McGowan! Well how are you! How's settlement work ? Yes, we got the Union High, and Kenneth Smith, the millionaire baby food manufacturer gave the funds for the breakwater. They built a pier out from each side. with a gate in the middle. The fishermen drive the fish inside, shut the gate and catch at their leisure. They just had a drive and about a dozen whales, several sharks, and salmon and sardine galore are inside. Yes it is a fine scheme. What-yes, l'm glad to know it. So Miss White is Dean of the English Department at Vassar. Good bye. Second Reporter: That breakwater scheme was a great stunt, alright, and you say she said Miss White was at Vassar? Well! Well ! First Reporter: Yes. Call. lt's your turn to answer. Second Reporteri Hello. Yes. l'll be sure to do it. First Reporter: Who was it? Second Reporter: Only Elizabeth Easton. She wants us to be sure to announce that she has just been elected Pilot of the Mil- pitas Debating Society. First Reporter: Ten cents please. Second Reporter: That Pilot was rather expensive waste paper. C Crash from outside.5 First Reporter: There's that Celestial phone again. Second Reporter: Yes. I wish our new receiver in the fourth dimension would come. I want to connect with Gabriel. First Reporter: That's been happening for the last three days. What'll you bet but that it's Macintosh. lt's funny that they didn't discover heaven was in the fourth dimension long ago. tCalls for copy from outside and both reporters rush out with their papers.J Carolus Viridis, 'I0. 9

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El- SUSURR0 where's Ruth Kuhn? She and Pugh were much of the same mind when it came to fighting. At least about pennants. Second Reporter: She's dead. First Reporter: What was the matter? Second Reporter: Oh she was too good to live long. First Reporter: I don't believe you. Second Reporter: Honest. She went mad in course of the search for Burbeck's pennant. First Reporter: There were some big results gotten out of that pennant business. Second Reporter: Yes, has Lee died yet? He got knocked out so easily that it's a wonder if he's still living. First Reporter: Oh yes he decided to save doctors' bills by becoming one himself. Knows all his ills, and is quite famous. Second Reporter: Hilby got tied up worse than Lee in that tie-up. First Reporter: Well he's teaching Mathematics at the High School now and is quite harmless. Second Reporter: He hasn't sold his share in the Nason, Hilby, Spoon Factory has he? First Reporter: Nope. He wouldn't lose a good thing like that. Second Reporter: Here's another good thing. You going? CGives a handbill to the First Reporter.D First Reporter reads: Alvarado Opera Company!! First Western Tour! See the Girl from japan, by Glady Davies, the renowned playwright. Elizabethsky Ricksonoff! and Ferndoff De Wittsky! Sopranos! ably accompanied by Madamoselles, De Witt- sky, Loeber and Stallinsky. Hear also the violin solo by Madamo- selle Schmeirburg! A treat in itself. One night only. May 24, l920. Second Reporter: Hear! Hear! Hear! You going? First Reporter: Sure. Remember The Japanese Girl and Fern DeWitt's staring. There was some class to that. Second Reporter: Yes. Didn't Miss Bulware make us work on those 'paper flowers ? First Reporter: Well, since Miss Bulware became a fellow of the National Academy of Arts she wouldn't deign to make paper flowers. Second Reporter: I wouldn't blame her. Those flowers looked about as natural as our chances for a Union High School. , First Reporter: Did you ever hear how we got the Union High? Second Raporter: No. I First Reporter: Well you know the Grove's objection to a 8

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El- SUSURRO Ely: Tinker-Class :Hush EEE The mighty class of Seniors By their honored 'l0 they swore That the honor of their noble class Should suffer wrong no more By their honored 'l0 they swore it, And named a trystring night, And bade their numbers all come forth, From south and east and west and north, By palest candle light. From east and west and south and north They come both thick and fast, And ropes and paint and brushes Are gathered there at last. Shame on the lazy Senior Who lingers in his home, When all this great assemblage Have come to paint the dome. But never sound of workman Was heard in the school house still, No tootstep sounds to tell their toes What is the Senior's will. Unwatched the artist now ascends, The bravest of their men, And on the dome ot our High School's home He paints a blazing '10. But in our school next morning Was trembling and dismay. The Seniors all were canned, we heard, For three long days of play, For from the school-yard play ground And from the basket-court We could spy there the mighty 'l0, Proof of the Seniors' sport. I wish, in all our High School, There were no hearts so bold, As those of the jolly juniors, When this great news was told. Forthwith they made a pennant Of cheese-cloth red and white, And from the flagstatf Tuesday lt floated brave and bright. 10